Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Anan felt that the whole world began to turn upside down, with thousands of troops galloping in her heart, making her feel crazy and dizzy. She couldn't pull her eyes away, and looked at the man in front of her who was both familiar and unfamiliar with almost greed.

She forgot all the fear, even the faint smell of blood in her nostrils disappeared. Countless smiling faces appeared in her mind, and that hoarse and eager voice rang in her ears over and over again, "Live well."

Before she knew it, her face was covered with tears.

Even though he knew that the man in front of him was no good and was so powerful that he could even kill ten assassins alone, he had no time to be afraid. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to go forward and take a good look at him.

For three whole years, even in dreams, it had never been so real and beautiful.

She walked forward in a daze, completely forgetting that she was still holding the tray. When she reached out her hand, the tray slipped off.

A small pot rolled down from the tray, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it, but when he caught it, the pot of hot soup spilled all over his hand.

He didn't seem to feel the pain and took the tray, frowning as he looked at the pale-faced girl in front of him.

The most ordinary coarse cloth clothes, when worn on her, unexpectedly have a very otherworldly taste, soft and elegant. At this moment, she is staring at me with her watery peach blossom eyes. She is crying, but she doesn't look very scared. She looks more like a test, or even happy...

His heart tightened, his face darkened, and he ordered in a cold voice: "Send Aunt Yu to Jinyun."

At first, Bi'an thought Anan was really pretty, but later he felt that what was more outstanding than her looks was her courage.

Her master was a burly man with a full beard and a bad temper. He was often in a sullen mood. What's more, he had killed someone in front of her today, looking like a ferocious cannibal.

How dare she look him in the eye so openly?

"Didn't you hear what I said?" The master's voice was not loud, but his anger could not be concealed.

Bi'an was startled, and came back to his senses from the panic. He hurriedly replied "yes", bent down to pick up Aunt Yu from the ground, and took two quick steps. But he saw Anan still staring at his master in a daze. He coughed and asked with a stiff face, "Miss, won't you come with me?"

Anan pretended not to hear and took two steps forward, almost sticking to him.

He subconsciously stepped back, his eyes wide open, and glared at Bian.

Bi'an was stunned, but didn't dare to look any longer, and quickly turned around and left.

Anan kept looking at him, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

He chose to turn a blind eye, his eyes growing colder.

Anan suddenly realized that he had burned his hand. In a moment of anxiety, he stepped forward and grabbed his hand. He leaned in to take a closer look and asked in a tearful voice, "Does it hurt?"

Before he could recover from his shock, he saw her enter his room anxiously, look around, bring out the basin of cold water he had just used to wash his face, and place it on the bench in the porch.

She naturally took his hand again and put it into the cold water, holding his wrist and pressing it gently.

Her hands were small, white, delicate and round, without a single flaw. They were wrapped around his big, dark, rough hands with distinct joints like vines, making the water in the wooden basin look especially clear.

He still held the plate in his left hand, looking down at the soft and tender girl in front of him, his patience exhausted. He stuffed the tray in his hand onto the bench in the corridor, and directly pulled his hand out of the basin, easily breaking free from her hand, his face dark, and angrily said: "What are you doing!"